As I sit here with a bag of frozen peas on my lap I can honestly tell you that I am willing to share anything up here on TundraTalk. I shared with you my root canal. I shared with you my
Trish Stratus fart story. Nothing really is out of bounds.
I am now taking it to the next level. If you are a loyal listener to TT the Podcast, you know that I was scheduled to get fixed. That's right the Big V. Before you run screaming to your You Tube site to watch some dude sing a bad version of Karioke, I will tell you I have no pictures, just a few good stories. If you enjoy laughing, read on. If you enjoy laughing at me, you HAVE to read on. Doug Helbing of the Bismarck Helbings, said he had it done a while back so if guys are doing it it must be okay, right?
Before I went to this thing I decided that if I do not make it through this, I would give all my sports memoribilia to Trev Doroshenko, of the Regina Doroshenkos. EXCEPT the Brett Favre ball because when I go, I am taking that with me. Not sure if Trev wants all of it, but that is too bad if he doesn't. Donna was a bit upset with that because she said she would want to keep it around and 'cherish' it. Not sure if that is code for garage sale, but it was nice to hear.
It was yesterday at 12:30pm. I of course was soooo excited. I mean really, who doesn't want to lay on a table with your junk hanging out for some dude to take a scalpel to? Oh, yeah, just get in that line. Nick Chase, of the fighting terrorism Fargo Chases, commented that he thinks it is a "minor" surgery and I told him it is "bigger" than he thinks, and stop thinking about 'it'. Not that there is anything wrong with that.?.
Lets go back a few months. I was hanging out at the CBC in Kenny Bilash's, of the Regina Bilash's, edit bay when the subject came up. Not sure how or why, but it did. Kenny said that the CBC had done a story on this new 'scalpeless procedure' that they are doing now and that I should watch it. Well, I am one for not having too much pain, especially down there, so Kenny goes and gets the story and I go to a vacant edit bay and sit down for a look see.
I cue it up and the first thing I see is another dudes junk right there in 16x9. That is all I need is someone to come into this edit bay, where I am sitting by myself, and see me looking at some other guys junk! Kenny set me up. He says he didn't, but with a smirk on his face. Nice. No digi back when they did this story? Come on. No one wants to see another guys junk.
Needless to say the doc that is doing the procedure does not do the new 'scalpeless' way. So I guess the joke is on me again.
Fast forward to yesterday around noon we are pulling into the Pasqua General Hospital and there is this big German Shepard in the back of a truck in front of us barking his head off. Yeah buddy, I know how you feel.
After around a 30 minute wait, Canadian wait times aren't that bad don't beleive what the fear mongering Republicans tell you, my name is called. Moment of truth. I have been waiting for around 3 or 4 months for the day (I had to cancel once, and the doctor had to cancel once) to get here and now was go time. I was instructed remove my gear and to lie on the table and cover up with a blanket. I brought my iPod with me to try to cope with the idea that I am going to be awake while some dude has sharp edges near my stuff.
Doc walks in, I put on Rage Against the Machine. He asks me what is that? I say and iPod and he responds what
is that? My doctor does not know what the hell an iPod is? What the hell? Am I sure that he is who he says he is. Maybe I should check ID. 'Just another bomb track' is now blasting in my ears.
As a cameradude who once worked for Trinity Hospital in Minot and did Trinity Health Talk once a week for the lousy noon show on KX, I have shot hundreds of surgeries. Major and 'minor' as Nick calls it. I have seen a mans heart stopped, I have seen total knee replacement, and I have even seen an angioplasty (I think).
BUT ALWAYS THROUGH A BLACK AND WHITE VIEWFINDER. Never in color and never with my own two naked eyes. Sorry about saying naked. Whenever I flip by some show that is showing a surgery I flip fast. Cannot stand to see it, don't want to see it. Keep it away from me.
The doctor asked me if I wanted to know what he was doing? Nope, just leave me alone with my Rage. I just want you to do it and get out. He of course did not like that but still did not take away my iPod.
Since I had the iPod only in one ear so as to make sure that I heard his instructions "Whatever you do don't move your hands down here." Okay that is easy. I hear this metal clip that appears to sound a bit like when you release a vice grip pliers. Uh oh, what is that for? I did not have to wait long to find out. That is exactly what it was, a vice grip for my boys. Now the next time I hear that a chick has a dudes nuts in a vice, I know exactly what they are talking about. Hey doc how about some numbing for the area? Holy crap that is a bit of a pain.
By this time we are up to 'Killing in the Name of". Okay here we go, needle number one. Pain but not bad. Now this guy must have been in a hurry because he hadn't set down the needle before I could feel the scalpel cutting me. Yeowch. Not something I recommend to anyone. Things are going along well, if you consider 'well' is another guy with a vice grip on your boys slicing and dicing his way through my privates. When all of a sudden I feel like someone just kicked me as hard as they can. I of course express my discomfort. The the doc says "Oh sorry, I can fix that."
WHAT!?!?!?! YOU CAN FIX THAT? WTF? That is the last thing a dude wants to hear when a doctor is working on the boys. He says 'I can fix that'? Oh man, am I pissed. I put both ear pieces in and hear "F#ck you I won't do what I tell you". Yeah, Rage is just what I need right now.
He 'fixes' that and says to me "If it is any consolation I am almost done....with this side." Thanks, dick. He stiches me up and starts on the other side and a nurse comes in, on the other side of the screen, and asks the doctor if he needs anything. My first thought is he needs a manual, but doc says he is fine. I tell the nurse I could use a shot of vodka and she replies that they have some but do not share with the patients. Great, everyone is a comedian.
At this point I am half way thru the Rage record and I am sweating like a pig. Just sweat running off of me. He tells me he is going to give me extra pain stopper for the other side. Thanks dude, now just get it done. He manages to get thru the other side with out having to 'fix' anything and is sewing me up. At this point he calls for a nurse to come in and 'help' him find a band aid. Oh great, it is not humiliating enough that a guy has a hold of my jewels but now someone else gets to come in and witness it. I think to myself, she is just a nurse, no big deal. Nurses are like your mom. Great, now I have mentioned my mom. I open my eyes and see the nurse. Great. She looks like the nurse that you see at a strip show. I am lying here with my junk out, some dude has a hold of it, and strip show nurse comes in.
How do you act cool in this situation? No way to do it. On top of that I look like someone has dumped a bucket of water on me I am sweating so much. Hey doc, can you wrap this thing up soon while I still have a fragment of my dignity?
So he does and then just says to me, "When you feel like getting up just get up and go." And he left. Whatever happened to bedside manner? You just spent 30 minutes holding onto my family jewels and you don't even say goodbye? How about buying me dinner?
So I lay there for a while reflecting on what just happened, and another nurse comes in and gives me some paperwork and then kinda stands there as to say "Well, are you leaving?"
I appease them and get up gingerly and head to the waiting room where Donna and the girls are waiting. As I walk out of the joint, again gingerly, I could not help but think that it wasn't as bad as I thought it would be but hell, could they not at least get me drunk before they did all that to me?
Now
GET BACK TO WORK!!!!!